nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

hannah and her sisters, woody allen dir.

quotes 

e.e. cummings, somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond:

"(I do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens; only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands."

we watched this the other night.

that last line of the poem,

i am not sure i have read better,

for a line of love.

woody allen is obviously best advertisement for ny ever.

it made me want to visit again

and walk those streets.

first time round,

i was reading f scott fitzgerald,

so was in 20s and 30s new york.

found myself dreaming of excess and glamour,

and disappointments,

in grand old hotel foyers

and under striped apartment awnings.

we did see woody allen pay jazz

at the carlyle.

that was pretty great.